I will own Inu Yasha! I have the perfect plan! I'll kidnap Rumiko
Takahashi, and as a ransom, I'll demand the rights to Inu Yasha and all
other related characters!!! Bwahahahahahahaha!! I only need the plane
ticket to Japan and back, the printer for my ransom note, and my parent's
permission...damn!!!
IY: You're so stupid...
You don't have to remind me! I'm Public Services Director for WNB! (Watashi No Baka!) I /earned/ that membership! ^_^ V
Perverts, Ears and Music
8:00 p.m. Outside Sango's house
Kagome steps out of her 'Baby', a cherry red VW Beetle. She fixes her white mini skirt, and adjusts her black crotchet top. Taking off her sunglasses, (must avoid the sunset..) she rings the bell and steps back a little.
"Get the door Kohaku!! And if it's Kagome, tell her she's late!" A voice Kagome recognizes as her best friend's, yells from behind the door. Kagome checks the time on her cell. 'That dummy, I'm on time! She's the slow one!' She shakes her head and puts the cell back into her bag.
The door opens to show a boy of about ten years, wearing a white shirt and Looney Tunes boxers.
" Hey Kag. Sango's running late, so you should probably wait in her room. Nice outfit."
" Hi Kohaku! Thanks, this is a new top. You don't think it looks weird with the white skirt?" Kagome steps inside and talks while walking to Sango's room.
"No, it's a nice contrast." He follows behind her, a bored look on his face.
"Have fun, okay? And don't do anything illegal." Kagome smiles at the sullen boy, while he waves and walks away. She makes herself comfortable on Sango's bed, and waits.
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10 minutes later...
"Hey Sango, where are we headed? And where's your parents?"
Kagome and Sango were currently buckling up in Kagome's Beetle. Sango smooth a hand over her new outfit, a sleeveless, red blouse with a few Chinese words written on it, and a short, black skirt.
"Uh, I don't know. Somewhere with food. I haven't eaten since breakfast. And my parents went to visit some family friends. They'll be gone for a week. Hey! Why don't we try Fou Café? I wanna try their new espresso!" Destination confirmed, Sango points the way for Kagome. XD :X ~~~~~~~~~~~~~)~~~~~~~~O:^)~~~~~~~~~~~~XD~~~~~~~~~~:X
8:00 p.m. Apt. 21B, Shimboku Apt. Building
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Get up off your ass and let me in Inu Yasha!!"
Inu Yasha cracks one eye open to look at his front door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Get UP Dog-face!!!!!!!!!!"
'What time is it?' Inu Yasha moves his around, trying to see the kitchen clock without getting up. It proves unsuccessful, and he quickly decides to just lie on the couch, listening to the soothing sound of Miroku banging on his door.
"It's already 8:00! Open up I'm hungry!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a groan, Inu Yasha rolls off the comfy couch, stretches his back, and strolls toward the door.
"Will you feed me?" Inu Yasha asks, a smug grin on his face.
"Yeah, yeah, just let me in! I need to take a whiz!" Miroku yells back, sounding anxious.
Inu Yasha slowly unlocks the door, and then carefully lets it open. He laughs as Miroku zooms by him, heading for his bathroom. He walks out again to find Inu Yasha back on the couch, his eyes closed.
"Man, have you even showered yet?" Miroku stands over him, lifting an eyebrow at Inu Yasha's negative grunt.
"Get up and take a shower! And pick out something /nice/ for a change! Don't pick any of your stupid Homer Simpson t-shirts. We're trying to impress a girl, not scare her away!" Miroku follows Inu Yasha as he talks. Inu Yasha just rolls his eyes and lets him babble.
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15 minutes later..
Inu Yasha steps out of the bathroom. His pale skin has a fine sheen of moisture from the shower, and one drop of sweat runs down his muscular chest. Strands of silver hair cling to his back as he turns around, a small, teeny-tiny towel wrapped around his waist. His golden yellow eyes widen, and his luscious lips open slightly as he spots Miroku with a camera, hiding behind the corner.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" He snarls at Miroku, while the dead meat laughs on the floor.
"Making myself a millionaire! Inu Yasha, people would /kill/ for this video!" Miroku waves the camcorder in the air. "Once I put this on E-Bay, I'll never have to work again!"
"You'll never be /able/ to work again once I get through with you!!" Inu Yasha growls and lunges at Miroku's neck. Miroku simply sidesteps and laughs.
"Now, now, Inu Yasha, one shouldn't kill anyone wearing only a hand towel! Eep!" Inu Yasha grabs onto Miroku's shirt and punches him straight on the nose. Miroku drops the video in favor of cupping his nose, and Inu Yasha grabs the fallen item. He breaks it open and pulls out the tape. Once satisfied that its contents are ruined, he drops it, and walks into his room. Miroku, meanwhile, gently pats his nose. "Well, at least he didn't break it."
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5 minutes later..
Inu Yasha walks into his living room, brushing his hair. He is wearing a black motorcycle jacket (you know, the ones with this zippers and shiny metal parts. Why do they have so many zippers?) over a plain, red, loose button-up shirt, with the first few buttons undone, showing off his chest muscles, and a pair of tight blue jeans. He spots Miroku, and notices that he's changed out of his shirt and jeans outfit. He is now wearing a white poet's shirt, the strings undone, and sleeves billowing, tucked into black leather pants.
"Keh. Where do you keep all those clothes?" Inu Yasha asks, his face in the fridge. He frowns; all that's in the fridge is a liter of soda (7 Up!), a carton of milk, and some mysterious container filled with suspicious brown sludge. 'Damn. Sesshomaru was supposed to buy the groceries this week.'
"They're in your hall closet, of course!" Miroku opens the door and sure enough, it's filled with Miroku's clothes. "Slowly but surely, I plan to move in and take Sess's place."
Inu Yasha snorts at the thought of Miroku trying to kick Sesshomaru out. He smirks, and asks, "Where do you want to eat? Since you're paying and all.."
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8:45 p.m. Fou Café
"Oh my sweet llama! How could you get lost going to Fou Café?!" Sango asks her ashamed companion. "We always go there!"
A little while after they had pulled out of Sango's driveway, Kagome soon realized that she had no clue how to get to Fou Cafe from Sango's. And since she had such a crap sense of direction, they had soon found themselves in a new part of town. Kagome refused to stop for directions, and didn't even let Sango drive them back. It wasn't until 8:30 when Kagome had finally found her way back onto a familiar road.
"Oh well! We got here, didn't we?" Kagome turns to smile at her grumpy friend, and then grabs her hand to drag her to their usual table. "Didn't you want to try their new espresso, San-chan? I think I'll try it too, even though I don't normally drink coffee, but tonight I'll make an exception, neh?" Kagome pauses for a breath, and then continues her endless babble. Sango, too blown away by Kagome's nonstop chatter, forgets to continue scolding her. Which was what Kagome had planned to happen. Hee hee hee..
"Which club should we go to first? Nekki Neko doesn't play as good music as Paradise Kiss, but they /do/ have better drinks. What do you think Sango?"
"I think we should go to- Oh!" Kagome looks up at Sango's gasp.
"Oh? Is that a new club? Where did you-"? She stops when she notices Sango's glare.
"Don't look now, but two major cuties just walked in! They're sitting down two tables from my left. Waa! They're looking at us!" Sango quickly diverts her eyes from the dark haired one's butt; however, she notices his smile out of the corner of her eyes.
Kagome, meantime, is casually letting her eyes move to the correct table; she understands why Sango gasped. She sees the longest, most unusually colored hair she's ever seen. And then he turns around. His face is smooth, and still has a slight boyish roundness to it. His eyes are the color of melted gold, and he has a pair of cute, fuzzy dog ears. 'Wait a minute!' Kagome stares at the ears a little harder. 'He must be an inu-youkai, maybe even hanyou! No one, human or demon, has such cu~ute ears!!' She lets her eyes wander over his well-built physique, and then stares at those tempting ears again. She whispers, "I wish I could scratch them.."
All of a sudden, the boy she's been staring at turns to show her an extremely red face. Kagome, too stunned to do anything, blinks. She stares at his face, and then realizes what she has said. 'Oh shit! He must have demon hearing! Crap, he heard me! Oh shit shit shit!!!' She blushes a bright red, and whips around to face Sango, who has a weird look on her face.
"Mph..Kag-chan..you do realize that anyone with good enough hearing probably heard that, right?" She clamps her hand over her mouth to prevent from laughing at her buddy. Kagome blushes even further.
"Shut up Sango! You aren't helping any!" She sinks down in her chair and twiddles with the tablecloth. 'I hope this isn't a sign or anything..'
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9:00 p.m. Fou Café
'Finally! We're here!' Inu Yasha steps in front of the café, taking off his sunglasses (Remind me of that hit 80's song 'I Wear My Sunglasses At Night', about a guy who wears his sunglasses all the time to confuse this girl he's stalking..ya, weird, I know, but its MY fic!) when he opens the door. He turns back to watch Miroku hug his 'Precious.' They both enter at the same time.
"Woah! Check out the babes two tables to my right!" Miroku whispers, pointing the girls out. Inu Yasha turns his head to follow his finger.
The taller girl is pretty, but not his type. Her friend, however..Well, she's /defiantly/ his type. Her black hair frames her smooth, oval face, and her blue-grey eyes seem calm. He can see that her body is petite, but not without curves. And her legs! Her legs are long, and smooth looking. They are pale, like the rest of her skin. "..Whoa.." he mutters. He shakes his head and follows Miroku to a table.
Miroku had beaten him to the chair facing the girls' table, so he was forced to take a chair facing Miroku. As soon as he sat down, he feels some one staring at him. "Hey Miroku. Is someone staring at me?"
Miroku gives him a questioning look, but scans the crowded room. "Yeah, Long Legs, the girl who's sitting with Great Ass." As soon as Miroku finishes, Inu Yasha picks up something from the girl's direction.
"I wish I could scratch them.."
Inu Yasha instantly blushes and turns to look at the girl. She blinks and stares at him before realizing that he heard her. She blushes a bright red and turns away.
"Hey, man, why are you blushing? Inu Yasha, is something wrong with your face?" Miroku leans forward, worry on his face.
"That girl just wished to pet my ears out loud."
Miroku looks confused for a few minutes, then a perverted look comes across his face. " That's probably not /all/ she wants to do to you." Miroku guffaws as Inu Yasha growls at him, but blushes an even darker red. " Maybe you should go over there and let her pet you. I mean, the whole reason why we are out tonight is to find a girl!" Inu Yasha scowls, and growls even louder.
"No. The reason why /I/ am out is to make sure /you/ don't get arrested for sexual assault, or beaten up by some girls' boyfriend. And, maybe, to get a chance to punch some idiot in the face." He grins at the last comment. 'It's been one hell of a week. I wouldn't mind punching some guy right in the face. Anger management, my ass!'
Miroku and Inu Yasha stayed at the café for a little while longer. The cute girl stopped staring at Inu Yasha, and her friend only sent glances that Miroku never caught.
At around 10:30, the two girls left, and both pairs of young adults thought they'd never see each other again.
Ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku.
!@#$%&*
Bwa! There, second chappie done, and I'm working on the third!
IY: You mean there's MORE!??
Yeap! I'm so happy! This idea hasn't died on me yet! Whoop!
Kagome: Why did I have to embarrass myself like that?
To fulfill the required blushing quota of course!
Kouga: Will I be in here?
I'm hoping so! I've even got a great outfit in mind for you! You'll love it! I was going to give it to Inu Yasha, but I wanted to imagine him in a black leather jacket instead!
Thank you everyone who reviewed my last chapter!! I'm amazed that I got so many! Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!
Mitsuko Maxwell
Could you can Kouga's courage?
IY: You're so stupid...
You don't have to remind me! I'm Public Services Director for WNB! (Watashi No Baka!) I /earned/ that membership! ^_^ V
Perverts, Ears and Music
8:00 p.m. Outside Sango's house
Kagome steps out of her 'Baby', a cherry red VW Beetle. She fixes her white mini skirt, and adjusts her black crotchet top. Taking off her sunglasses, (must avoid the sunset..) she rings the bell and steps back a little.
"Get the door Kohaku!! And if it's Kagome, tell her she's late!" A voice Kagome recognizes as her best friend's, yells from behind the door. Kagome checks the time on her cell. 'That dummy, I'm on time! She's the slow one!' She shakes her head and puts the cell back into her bag.
The door opens to show a boy of about ten years, wearing a white shirt and Looney Tunes boxers.
" Hey Kag. Sango's running late, so you should probably wait in her room. Nice outfit."
" Hi Kohaku! Thanks, this is a new top. You don't think it looks weird with the white skirt?" Kagome steps inside and talks while walking to Sango's room.
"No, it's a nice contrast." He follows behind her, a bored look on his face.
"Have fun, okay? And don't do anything illegal." Kagome smiles at the sullen boy, while he waves and walks away. She makes herself comfortable on Sango's bed, and waits.
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10 minutes later...
"Hey Sango, where are we headed? And where's your parents?"
Kagome and Sango were currently buckling up in Kagome's Beetle. Sango smooth a hand over her new outfit, a sleeveless, red blouse with a few Chinese words written on it, and a short, black skirt.
"Uh, I don't know. Somewhere with food. I haven't eaten since breakfast. And my parents went to visit some family friends. They'll be gone for a week. Hey! Why don't we try Fou Café? I wanna try their new espresso!" Destination confirmed, Sango points the way for Kagome. XD :X ~~~~~~~~~~~~~)~~~~~~~~O:^)~~~~~~~~~~~~XD~~~~~~~~~~:X
8:00 p.m. Apt. 21B, Shimboku Apt. Building
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Get up off your ass and let me in Inu Yasha!!"
Inu Yasha cracks one eye open to look at his front door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Get UP Dog-face!!!!!!!!!!"
'What time is it?' Inu Yasha moves his around, trying to see the kitchen clock without getting up. It proves unsuccessful, and he quickly decides to just lie on the couch, listening to the soothing sound of Miroku banging on his door.
"It's already 8:00! Open up I'm hungry!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a groan, Inu Yasha rolls off the comfy couch, stretches his back, and strolls toward the door.
"Will you feed me?" Inu Yasha asks, a smug grin on his face.
"Yeah, yeah, just let me in! I need to take a whiz!" Miroku yells back, sounding anxious.
Inu Yasha slowly unlocks the door, and then carefully lets it open. He laughs as Miroku zooms by him, heading for his bathroom. He walks out again to find Inu Yasha back on the couch, his eyes closed.
"Man, have you even showered yet?" Miroku stands over him, lifting an eyebrow at Inu Yasha's negative grunt.
"Get up and take a shower! And pick out something /nice/ for a change! Don't pick any of your stupid Homer Simpson t-shirts. We're trying to impress a girl, not scare her away!" Miroku follows Inu Yasha as he talks. Inu Yasha just rolls his eyes and lets him babble.
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15 minutes later..
Inu Yasha steps out of the bathroom. His pale skin has a fine sheen of moisture from the shower, and one drop of sweat runs down his muscular chest. Strands of silver hair cling to his back as he turns around, a small, teeny-tiny towel wrapped around his waist. His golden yellow eyes widen, and his luscious lips open slightly as he spots Miroku with a camera, hiding behind the corner.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" He snarls at Miroku, while the dead meat laughs on the floor.
"Making myself a millionaire! Inu Yasha, people would /kill/ for this video!" Miroku waves the camcorder in the air. "Once I put this on E-Bay, I'll never have to work again!"
"You'll never be /able/ to work again once I get through with you!!" Inu Yasha growls and lunges at Miroku's neck. Miroku simply sidesteps and laughs.
"Now, now, Inu Yasha, one shouldn't kill anyone wearing only a hand towel! Eep!" Inu Yasha grabs onto Miroku's shirt and punches him straight on the nose. Miroku drops the video in favor of cupping his nose, and Inu Yasha grabs the fallen item. He breaks it open and pulls out the tape. Once satisfied that its contents are ruined, he drops it, and walks into his room. Miroku, meanwhile, gently pats his nose. "Well, at least he didn't break it."
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5 minutes later..
Inu Yasha walks into his living room, brushing his hair. He is wearing a black motorcycle jacket (you know, the ones with this zippers and shiny metal parts. Why do they have so many zippers?) over a plain, red, loose button-up shirt, with the first few buttons undone, showing off his chest muscles, and a pair of tight blue jeans. He spots Miroku, and notices that he's changed out of his shirt and jeans outfit. He is now wearing a white poet's shirt, the strings undone, and sleeves billowing, tucked into black leather pants.
"Keh. Where do you keep all those clothes?" Inu Yasha asks, his face in the fridge. He frowns; all that's in the fridge is a liter of soda (7 Up!), a carton of milk, and some mysterious container filled with suspicious brown sludge. 'Damn. Sesshomaru was supposed to buy the groceries this week.'
"They're in your hall closet, of course!" Miroku opens the door and sure enough, it's filled with Miroku's clothes. "Slowly but surely, I plan to move in and take Sess's place."
Inu Yasha snorts at the thought of Miroku trying to kick Sesshomaru out. He smirks, and asks, "Where do you want to eat? Since you're paying and all.."
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8:45 p.m. Fou Café
"Oh my sweet llama! How could you get lost going to Fou Café?!" Sango asks her ashamed companion. "We always go there!"
A little while after they had pulled out of Sango's driveway, Kagome soon realized that she had no clue how to get to Fou Cafe from Sango's. And since she had such a crap sense of direction, they had soon found themselves in a new part of town. Kagome refused to stop for directions, and didn't even let Sango drive them back. It wasn't until 8:30 when Kagome had finally found her way back onto a familiar road.
"Oh well! We got here, didn't we?" Kagome turns to smile at her grumpy friend, and then grabs her hand to drag her to their usual table. "Didn't you want to try their new espresso, San-chan? I think I'll try it too, even though I don't normally drink coffee, but tonight I'll make an exception, neh?" Kagome pauses for a breath, and then continues her endless babble. Sango, too blown away by Kagome's nonstop chatter, forgets to continue scolding her. Which was what Kagome had planned to happen. Hee hee hee..
"Which club should we go to first? Nekki Neko doesn't play as good music as Paradise Kiss, but they /do/ have better drinks. What do you think Sango?"
"I think we should go to- Oh!" Kagome looks up at Sango's gasp.
"Oh? Is that a new club? Where did you-"? She stops when she notices Sango's glare.
"Don't look now, but two major cuties just walked in! They're sitting down two tables from my left. Waa! They're looking at us!" Sango quickly diverts her eyes from the dark haired one's butt; however, she notices his smile out of the corner of her eyes.
Kagome, meantime, is casually letting her eyes move to the correct table; she understands why Sango gasped. She sees the longest, most unusually colored hair she's ever seen. And then he turns around. His face is smooth, and still has a slight boyish roundness to it. His eyes are the color of melted gold, and he has a pair of cute, fuzzy dog ears. 'Wait a minute!' Kagome stares at the ears a little harder. 'He must be an inu-youkai, maybe even hanyou! No one, human or demon, has such cu~ute ears!!' She lets her eyes wander over his well-built physique, and then stares at those tempting ears again. She whispers, "I wish I could scratch them.."
All of a sudden, the boy she's been staring at turns to show her an extremely red face. Kagome, too stunned to do anything, blinks. She stares at his face, and then realizes what she has said. 'Oh shit! He must have demon hearing! Crap, he heard me! Oh shit shit shit!!!' She blushes a bright red, and whips around to face Sango, who has a weird look on her face.
"Mph..Kag-chan..you do realize that anyone with good enough hearing probably heard that, right?" She clamps her hand over her mouth to prevent from laughing at her buddy. Kagome blushes even further.
"Shut up Sango! You aren't helping any!" She sinks down in her chair and twiddles with the tablecloth. 'I hope this isn't a sign or anything..'
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9:00 p.m. Fou Café
'Finally! We're here!' Inu Yasha steps in front of the café, taking off his sunglasses (Remind me of that hit 80's song 'I Wear My Sunglasses At Night', about a guy who wears his sunglasses all the time to confuse this girl he's stalking..ya, weird, I know, but its MY fic!) when he opens the door. He turns back to watch Miroku hug his 'Precious.' They both enter at the same time.
"Woah! Check out the babes two tables to my right!" Miroku whispers, pointing the girls out. Inu Yasha turns his head to follow his finger.
The taller girl is pretty, but not his type. Her friend, however..Well, she's /defiantly/ his type. Her black hair frames her smooth, oval face, and her blue-grey eyes seem calm. He can see that her body is petite, but not without curves. And her legs! Her legs are long, and smooth looking. They are pale, like the rest of her skin. "..Whoa.." he mutters. He shakes his head and follows Miroku to a table.
Miroku had beaten him to the chair facing the girls' table, so he was forced to take a chair facing Miroku. As soon as he sat down, he feels some one staring at him. "Hey Miroku. Is someone staring at me?"
Miroku gives him a questioning look, but scans the crowded room. "Yeah, Long Legs, the girl who's sitting with Great Ass." As soon as Miroku finishes, Inu Yasha picks up something from the girl's direction.
"I wish I could scratch them.."
Inu Yasha instantly blushes and turns to look at the girl. She blinks and stares at him before realizing that he heard her. She blushes a bright red and turns away.
"Hey, man, why are you blushing? Inu Yasha, is something wrong with your face?" Miroku leans forward, worry on his face.
"That girl just wished to pet my ears out loud."
Miroku looks confused for a few minutes, then a perverted look comes across his face. " That's probably not /all/ she wants to do to you." Miroku guffaws as Inu Yasha growls at him, but blushes an even darker red. " Maybe you should go over there and let her pet you. I mean, the whole reason why we are out tonight is to find a girl!" Inu Yasha scowls, and growls even louder.
"No. The reason why /I/ am out is to make sure /you/ don't get arrested for sexual assault, or beaten up by some girls' boyfriend. And, maybe, to get a chance to punch some idiot in the face." He grins at the last comment. 'It's been one hell of a week. I wouldn't mind punching some guy right in the face. Anger management, my ass!'
Miroku and Inu Yasha stayed at the café for a little while longer. The cute girl stopped staring at Inu Yasha, and her friend only sent glances that Miroku never caught.
At around 10:30, the two girls left, and both pairs of young adults thought they'd never see each other again.
Ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku.
!@#$%&*
Bwa! There, second chappie done, and I'm working on the third!
IY: You mean there's MORE!??
Yeap! I'm so happy! This idea hasn't died on me yet! Whoop!
Kagome: Why did I have to embarrass myself like that?
To fulfill the required blushing quota of course!
Kouga: Will I be in here?
I'm hoping so! I've even got a great outfit in mind for you! You'll love it! I was going to give it to Inu Yasha, but I wanted to imagine him in a black leather jacket instead!
Thank you everyone who reviewed my last chapter!! I'm amazed that I got so many! Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!
Mitsuko Maxwell
Could you can Kouga's courage?